Work Wednesday—What a Weekend!

If you live here in Missouri, you know we had 75-degree temps this past weekend. Boy, did we take advantage of that: lots of work on the campsite, and you may remember that there were these three weird doghouses lined up near the yard—those are gone, too. My husband just had to play with his tractor!

First, though, he finished building the outhouse for the campsite. The original plan was to tack it together and move it in pieces, but we ended up moving the whole thing on the trailer. Damn, was that heavy or what? We had to lever it up on blocks, then he just pushed it over.

Once it was on the skids and tied down, we were good to go.






This, of course, after hole-digging. Why is it, on TV and in the movies, people just dig holes without running into roots and rocks? Sheesh. False advertising.            IMG_6496[1]


Next up was paint and clearing the campsite a bit more, and yes, we took time out to just sit and enjoy the sun. I’m not exactly a crispy critter, but at least I’m not as pale as I was . . .


I did manage to work a bit, and I’ve hung up more pictures and things. In fact, I hadn’t been down to the farm for a couple weeks, and when I walked in I thought, “Wow, looks like someone lives here!” Ha.

Then the tractor came out. Finally, even more crap is out of sight. Whew. This whole project has been an exercise in crap removal!




Work Wednesday—The Boring Part

Well, it’s not exactly boring for me because I’m super-organized and I have a plan, but the next few weeks might be a little yawn inducing here on the ol’ blog.

That’s because, one, I do have a business to run and so I spend a lot of time working at my desk; and two, pictures of our current house cannot be posted until it’s market-ready, or potential buyers would be running for the hills.

Unless, of course, they’re used to seeing moving messes. Based on some of the home shows I’ve seen, they aren’t even used to changing a room’s paint color.

But I digress.

Besides working, I’ve also gotten to spend some time with the kid and make sure he at least eats a vegetable or two, and we’ve hung out a bit, watching anime series.

Also, I’ve packed up a few boxes throughout the house and emptied four more bookshelves. The older kid is coming by to get those, and a few other pieces of furniture. Hopefully today.

And, I cleaned up the garage. I’d like to say “cleaned out,” but that’s not happening for a while. However, once that aforementioned furniture is gone, including the pool table, we’ll have more room to work. This week, we’ll be moving everything else out there that’s packed.

The house here in STL is starting to look a little bare, but I figured we spend close to half our time at the farm, so why not?

The tricky question is when to move the winter clothes? It’s snowing as I speak. Er, type.

My husband, lucky man, spent a few days at the farm this last week. Out of necessity, because of the bone-chilling cold coupled with a lack of central heat in the house. Freezing pipes could be very, very bad.

Besides babysitting the well pump, he also had a project:


Yes, folks, the outhouse will be ready for the annual campout, never fear!